Disclaimer: I own none of the Matrix. Blah Blah Blah.

A/N: Hello again, next chapter is here and I think it's the longest one yet, so enjoy.

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Trinity stood unknowing and slightly afraid. Persephone's comments hadn't exactly been forthcoming. She closed her eyes and longed to see Neo in the sea of black. When he didn't come she knew she was alone. He was unconscious in a coma on the Logos. Also alone.

"Neo." She breathed his name.

She examined her possible routes, three alleys, the same, one copied, thousands replicated. Just like the Matrix.

Follow my instincts. I have to trust my heart.

Trinity moved forward and after several moments of walking in the moonlight, she heard a crash. She reacted, spinning on her heals and reaching for her gun. Upon finding out she didn't have one she braced herself for a fight. The crashing came closer, Trinity's pulse sped, then from the shadows appeared a cat, slinking across the trashcans.

Trinity let out a long gasp of air she didn't even know she'd been keeping in. She studied the cat, it's black fur glinting in the light and it's blue eyes starring at her.

Blue eyes? She couldn't control the feeling that this cat was taunting her.

"Come on Trinity. Get a hold of yourself." She said sternly, telling herself off. Neo always thought it was cute the way she would order herself around in third person.

Trinity emerged from the alley into a deserted street. Opposite her was a neon sign Triple load and in smaller writing underneath All your weapon needs.

Trinity sighed. Could Persephone be more obvious.

Although no light came from the shop the sign on the door read open and it was unlocked. Trinity expected to see a normal weapon shop when she stepped inside. Guns in display case, swords and axes on walls, a small weird looking man behind the counter. Instead there was a table; a tiny lamp sat on top of it and a Mac 11 lay next to the lamp. Picking it up and inspecting it she saw it was fully loaded and ready to use.

Who does she think I am, Lara Croft.

Gripping the pistol tightly in her hand, realising that it was there for a reason. When she tried to re-open the door, it was locked.

"Damn." She squinted in the dim light trying to find an exit. Another door looked promising and it was. Finding herself back on the streets Trinity noticed a black Ducati parked by the curb.

"Persephone." Trinity shouted hoping she could be heard "Could this be anymore contrived."

Not expecting or wanting an answer she got on the bike. A sharp wind caught her face fiercely. Then she understood something. She wasn't alone. Persephone was with her. Feeding off her emotions like a parasite.

Trinity turned the key, revved the engine and drove away. Behind her she could hear more engines and tyres squealing. She moved her head to see about fifty bikers. All covered in tattoos and barely there black leather.

"Shit." She drove faster. Trinity ground her teeth, wanting to escape rather than fight.

Then the biggest of the bikers yelled. "Hey sexy. Why don't you stop for a minute?" They all laughed like a pack of hyenas.

That's it.

She cocked the gun in her left hand, turned and fired at will, still steering with her right. She kept her eyes on the road and when the ammo ran out she surveyed the damage.

None.

Blood poured from wounds in their chests but they continued to ride, jeer and shout. Trinity swung the handlebars, swerving into a narrower cut way. Some followed, few didn't.

The big one, she'd come to think of as the leader, closed the gap between them. Coming up on her left. Blood dribbled from his mouth making him even more repulsive. He winked at her. Not liking the nearness or suggestion she tried to hit him. Missing he smiled evilly and spat. The redness stained her pale cheek. Inwardly she grimaced reaching but outwardly she controlled herself and didn't miss a beat.

The blood trickled down her cheek, then squirming it sprang to life. Worming its way toward her eye nose and mouth. Trinity fought violently, trying to disinfect herself from the plague, struggling at the same time with the bike. When she rid herself of the pathogen they approached a turning. Trinity exiting first knocked her back wheel into the biker sending him and his bike into a wall.

Heading into a maze of alleys she had to quickly judge her route. Not many bikers had followed her when she returned to the main road. Which pleased her because the thought of any more blood freaked her out, so she still continued at a fast speed. Down the street she could see a club The One.

Last stop.

Trinity rode slightly past the club and somersaulted off and landed on the pavement. Hoping the bikers wouldn't be able stop. Her bike skidded and smashed into a lamppost. Some crashed along with the Ducati but those who did stop were to slow and didn't catch Trinity before she entered the club.

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A/N: There ya go. Please review and thanks to everyone who already has. Next chapter Trinity, Persephone and Neo meet.